Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Aww, I am starting to feel weird using all those lame font that I have seen recently, somehow I am pondering on a wonderful idea and that’s to sell my handwriting to MS Office! I shall name it Full of Joyys, how cool does that seem? I think I am blessed with the best handwriting one can ever have, who has the ability to write nicer than me? (:
Heard of the Charting cert which I am still considering whether I should take because the exams is like next year, May, which by then, I may have already started embarking my journey in the finance industry. Also, its tough unless I managed to dig out all those notes in the past and worse of all, my Technical Analysis sucks! Boooo ): However, I think I will go give it a shot, since people who have not even completed TA1 were thick skinned enough to even thought of trying and I should be able to pass marginally if I become more discipline to go study and mug for that cert, wads more, its only 50bucks, good deal huh?
Had photo taking yesterday, though I really dislike the idea of taking pictures with certain people, I decided to go for it since its my last year in SP and there’re lovely people in the class as well. It did not went on as bad, couple of flash and everything’s over. Too bad, Kiathow’s not in the picture, awww, I miss Handsome1!
After watching the HeyGorgeous finals last night, it really occurred to me, how important are looks? Especially so for females, do people who are born pretty or handsome get more chances in life? Do ugly people tend to be neglected or ignored? I guess everyone view beauty very differently.
To me, as long as you’ve a heart filled with gold, you’re pretty. As long as you’re willing to lend a helping hand to whoever who needs your help, you’re pretty. As long as you respect others, you’re pretty.
You will be freaking ugly when you over do certain things, when you do not respect others when they are presenting, when you sniggers at someone’s work and when you yourself is ultimate selfish. Your so-called heart of gold is very equivalent to my pile of shit. P.S. If you think my entry is referring to you, please do yourself a favour, slap your own face. To all other readers, I do love you because all those people, especially those on my links, are BEAUTIFUL (:
xoxo 5:16 PM